Today’s post is all about my fabulous, new life-controlling device called a CrackBerry. I refuse to refer to it by its regular name because that one way more accurately describes it.
As a member of Generation Y, I will admit to loving the feeling of being constantly e-connected to all my e-friends and e-family. However, as awesome as it is to be able to check my personal and work (gag) e-mail at the touch of a button no matter where my e-travels take me, I discovered after my first night with it that it is ever-so-slightly e-nonnying because EVERY time I received an e-mail my phone chirped and woke me up.
First of all, I am far from a light sleeper—I’d be the girl you see on the news who died because they slept through a hurricane and flash flood combination and nobody woke her up. However, back around January when I finally accepted that I had to have a “big-girl job” in order to survive, I started using my old cell phone’s alarm to wake up in the morning. I don’t know if it’s a Pavlovian response, but every time my new CrackBerry beeps at night I freak out and bolt awake because I think I’ve slept through my alarm and it’s ten in the morning. Even though it’s still dark outside. Go figure.
So sure, CrackBerries do live up to the hype. And while I’m addicted to it now, be sure to ask me again a few months down the road after many nights of sleep interrupted by intermittent beeping at four in the morning just because I got a spam e-mail from monster.com about a fabulous new job as a Bingo Research Technician. And, one would think, I could simply set it to silent for e-mail notifications and to ring for incoming calls. But you’re talking about the girl who took three hours to figure out how to put this thing on vibrate yesterday, so who knows how many weeks that will take!
Stay tuned!
Friday, June 27, 2008
Wednesday, June 25, 2008
Anti-productivity at its finest
So, I really haven't blogged since my Xanga days. For those of you who actually remember my Xanga days, you know that was four-ish years ago. It's still there. Same screen name. FAR more embarrassing than it seemed when I originally wrote the entries.
One of my main reasons for starting this as opposed to another Xanga or LiveJournal (do people even blog on LiveJournal?? I'm so Internet-trend retarded.) is because, for whatever reason, the Fort Knox spam filter my state agency has locked down on our work computers won't block blogger.com. It will block random sites like my Google e-mail and certain news pages, but one with a URL as obvious as blogger.com gets through. Who knew?
With that said, my main reason for starting this is to fill in the gaps of time at work where I'm not in a meeting, working on a project, running a random errand for my boss or anyone else who happens to flag me down in the hall, taking an extra-long bathroom break, etc. Which, you would think, wouldn't be that much time. And if I were a better state employee you would probably be right. But I'm not. I digress.
Anyway...where was I? OH! Anti-productivity. I'm not entirely sure if that's a word, but it sounds good to me! My anti-productive wanderings around the office have led to several hilarious discoveries that I thought I'd share. For those of you who aren't Josh and DeAnne (or should I say E.T. and Roxanne?), my office could easily be the inspiration behind the NBC hit (and the greatest show of all time) The Office. Complete with a Birthday Club Planning Committee and a Dwight bobble head on my boss's desk. Yep. Except there is no super-gorgeous Jim Halpert to be mischievous with. Sad face.
Back to the ranch...and yes, I've put off making a doctor's appointment for ADD testing for years because I keep getting distracted...funny office findings. First, there are the cheesy "inspirational" posters. I love them, but the only thing they ever really inspire out of me is laughter. If you've ever seen The Office, we have every last one that is seen around Dunder Mifflin. But I digress. Again.
So, these posters. They're all about online safety. My two personal favorites are "If your pet's name is your password...CHANGE IT!" and "Passwords are like bubble gum...not meant to be shared by more than one person."
Whose job is it really to sit around and come up with inane slogans like that? And, once you find out, how can I get THAT job? It's just one of life's little mysteries. Like why I keep my oscillating heater on 85 degrees in my office in the middle of June in Columbia. The world may never know.
Stay tuned!
One of my main reasons for starting this as opposed to another Xanga or LiveJournal (do people even blog on LiveJournal?? I'm so Internet-trend retarded.) is because, for whatever reason, the Fort Knox spam filter my state agency has locked down on our work computers won't block blogger.com. It will block random sites like my Google e-mail and certain news pages, but one with a URL as obvious as blogger.com gets through. Who knew?
With that said, my main reason for starting this is to fill in the gaps of time at work where I'm not in a meeting, working on a project, running a random errand for my boss or anyone else who happens to flag me down in the hall, taking an extra-long bathroom break, etc. Which, you would think, wouldn't be that much time. And if I were a better state employee you would probably be right. But I'm not. I digress.
Anyway...where was I? OH! Anti-productivity. I'm not entirely sure if that's a word, but it sounds good to me! My anti-productive wanderings around the office have led to several hilarious discoveries that I thought I'd share. For those of you who aren't Josh and DeAnne (or should I say E.T. and Roxanne?), my office could easily be the inspiration behind the NBC hit (and the greatest show of all time) The Office. Complete with a Birthday Club Planning Committee and a Dwight bobble head on my boss's desk. Yep. Except there is no super-gorgeous Jim Halpert to be mischievous with. Sad face.
Back to the ranch...and yes, I've put off making a doctor's appointment for ADD testing for years because I keep getting distracted...funny office findings. First, there are the cheesy "inspirational" posters. I love them, but the only thing they ever really inspire out of me is laughter. If you've ever seen The Office, we have every last one that is seen around Dunder Mifflin. But I digress. Again.
So, these posters. They're all about online safety. My two personal favorites are "If your pet's name is your password...CHANGE IT!" and "Passwords are like bubble gum...not meant to be shared by more than one person."
Whose job is it really to sit around and come up with inane slogans like that? And, once you find out, how can I get THAT job? It's just one of life's little mysteries. Like why I keep my oscillating heater on 85 degrees in my office in the middle of June in Columbia. The world may never know.
Stay tuned!
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